Sirius
Something was putting Sirius on edge. Like a little whisper at the back of his mind, a gut feeling making him uneasy but he wasn’t sure what was causing it. The party was alive, all the Gryffindors and loads of people from the other houses had joined them to congratulate or celebrate this seasons victory. Sirius was having a great time, fire whisky in hand as he and Remus danced to the loud music. He could hear someone, he thinks Marlene, singing while standing high on the table and he swears he saw Peter kissing a ravenclaw girl on the couch. Over all it was a sick ass party but something was missing and the feeling of unease wouldn’t leave Sirius alone.
Glaring around the room he tried to figure out what was bothering him so much, nothing seeming out of order until his eyes set apon the pretty red head chatting happily with Mary and a lost looking Regulus who was standing awkwardly in the corner, Sirius assuming none of his Slytherin friends had been wanting to support the team that had beat them. Here’s the problem. Sirius thought James was with Lily or Regulus but he was no where to be found. Confused, he pulled away from Remus and fully turned around, properly scanning the room for the man of the hour. Nothing. Beginning to worry he turned back to Remus who seeing his expression pulled him aside.
“You okay Pads?” Sirius just shook his head.
“Have you seen James any where??” Understanding flooded over Remus’ concerned features before worried itched its way on there too.
“No.. shit why isn’t he at his own party?” Sharing a look with his boyfriend, Sirius grasped Remus’ hand in his and they began working their way around the common room to no avail.
“Maybe he’s back at the dorm? The noise or attention could have been too much for him..” Remus trailed off, both of them knowing that James liked noise and attention. They made their way up there anyways, the sounds of the party falling away as they climbed the stairs to the boys dormitory. When they reached the door Sirius’ heart lurched with panic as he tired to open it with no luck.
“Fuck its locked, Moony it’s fucking locked what do we do!?” He cried, turning to his boyfriend only to see horror and fear reflected in his eyes.
“Sirius I can fucking smell blood we need to get in there” Sirius turned and started hysterically banging on the door.
“PRONGS LET US IN, PLEASE JAMES DONT DO THIS, OPEN THE DOOR JAMES” he was crying at this point, a deep rooted fear and panic spreading all throughout his body at the thought of something happening to the man he saw as a brother.
“JAMES YOU DICK OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE” Sirius screamed, attempting to open the door again.
“Keep trying, I’m going to get Regulus” Remus’ surprisingly calm demeanour would have confused him if he couldn’t hear the desperation in his voice and the knowledge that Remus was trying to hold it together. Without another word Remus was flying back down the the hallway and to the stairs that led to the common room.
“PLEASE PRONGS I LOVE YOU TELL ME YOU’RE ALRIGHT” Sirius’ voice was raw from yelling when suddenly a click sounded out and he pushed the door open, relief coming over him for about a spilt second before his heart dropped all the way into his stomach. On the bed infront of him was his best friend of 7 years lying unconscious in a pool of his own blood, arms oozing from about a dozen long fresh, deep cuts. He let out a scream followed by loud sobbing as he practically flung himself at James’ side.
“Nonononono no James don’t do this to me PRONGS WAKE UP” he cried out, panic and fear racing through his veins as he pulled out his own wand. Pulling James’ arms towards him he swallowed and shakingly said “Ferula” over and over pushing all his magic into the healing spell, watching with anticipation as the bandages formed around his armed. When all he could do was done he held onto James tightly, tears streaming down his face as he hugged the unconscious boy like the world depended on it.
“WHERE IS HE!?” A voice demanded as Sirius heard the door to the dorm fly open, a short blacked haired boy frantically looking around.
“Holy shit no no no no no” The other voice who Sirius distantly recognised as Remus breathed out.
A fierce sob that could rival Sirius’ own came from Regulus as he ran over to James’ other side, closely followed by a silently crying Remus who sat on the edge of the bed.
“What happened!? Is he ok!? James James baby I love you so much” the first two questions were aimed at Sirius who didn’t lift his head from where it was buried in James’ neck.
Suddenly Remus shot up, “Fuck- Pomfrey” and he shot out a patronus, yelling the instructions to get the healer here as fast as humanly possible.
Loud sobs echoed around the room as they all waited, clinging to the lifeless body of a boy they all loved deeply, wondering what they could have done to prevent James Potter from dying.